A very special day, the 27th of September.
That's when I was born, like a flame from an ember.
Sixteen years. Quite a long time, I must say,
Yet ahead, there's still an even longer way.
Looking back on it, this road was pretty hard,
However, life being tough is the whole humanity's picked card.
Some days we happy for me, others were not,
But I'm still among poeple that Death hasn't got.
Let's celebrate this date then, my dearest friends!
You're still right next to me in my mind, even though you live in faraway lands.
Even if the days we've known each other are relatively few,
There's still free place at the table for all of you.
Copyright © Tom Burns | Year Posted 2016
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